I used to have an imaginary younger sister.
I created her, on the fly, each morning, her supposedly annoying antics et. al.
I wonder what people with siblings feel about me...
Not having a sibling was the worst thing that could have befallen a kid in Class 6, except maybe, having to wear glasses. Now that was worse- but in a whole other way.
I think i tried to evade glasses, until, the teachers would catch me squinting at the board or copying notes from the neighboring kid and force me to put them on.
I think I had a pretty traumatic kidhood.
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